"Er... could your name be a bit shorter? I'm afraid others might not remember it well, and it could be a bit troublesome to call out," the General said, a few sweat lines appearing on his forehead. As someone born as a slave, he's understandable in taking such an unusual name for himself.
"Then let's keep it simple, Zhang Menglong," Zhang Menglong shrugged.
"Hmm, this name is much catchier. From today onwards, you will be my sixth deputy general!" General Xiwat said to someone beside him, "Go and register Deputy Zhang's information, applying for his senior citizenship directly under my name. Erase any past-related records of him."
"Yes, General!" The person who looked like a logistical officer walked away with orders.
"What? The sixth? Doesn't that make me an 'old sixth'?" Zhang Menglong didn't pay attention to the latter half of the statement, focusing solely on being the sixth deputy.
